A Thorn in Our Sides(collab)

        A note with neat writing sat on malik's side of the bed and read:

        My dearest firefly, I'm sorry I wasn't here when you awoke, but I had some important errands to run with my mother. I also am in search of someone to sing at our wedding, someone by the name of Zorah. I should return by this afternoon. With all my love, Malikgos

        The young dragoness finished reading the done and let out a sigh. 'I hope he gets back soon. That, or that Vora can indeed keep Aster in check'. She exhaled again slowly, sprawling on their bed again. It will be a long day.

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        "Kiela! My soon to be sister! You must tell me all your plans after your wedding! Where are you and my knucklehead brother going? When will I expect to hear the pitter-patter of nieces and nephews? WHY WON'T YOU WEAR MY DRESS I MADE SPECIAL FOR YOU?!" Aster asked in the loudest voice she could muster.

        “Aster, while I appreciate your enthusiasm, my plans are my own… Malik will be the first to know once we get to that point.” She smirked at the other dragoness. “As for the dress, the oen you made clearly not fit for a wedding.”

        "AWWWWW! But I made the dress special! Maybe it’s the color? You do seem more of a blue and purple kinda of gal, maybe if I change the shade? I NEED A BRONZE TO TELL ME WHEN I SHALL BE AN AUNT!!!!!!!!!" As if Aster's voice could get any louder, it did. She perked up "Oh! PLEASE TELL ME YOU HAVE SOMETHING SPECIAL PLANNED FOR MALIK ON YOUR WEDDING NIGHT. I'LL EVEN TELL YOU WHAT HE LIKES! HE WROTE IT ALL IN HIS PRIVATE JOURNAL!"

        “Aster, enough!” Kiela retorted, grabbing her wrist. “Firstly, I don’t need advice. Secondly, give back the journal. If I ever heard if you reading into it again…”

        Aster giggled and opened the journal to a random page,

        “Ooooh! did you know he likes neck biting? preferably at the crook of his neck,” she grinned “I never knew that brother…” she murmured before blinking out of Kiela’s grip and on the other side of the room, turning to another random page and cackling like a madwoman. She grinned like a fool, "OH MY! YOU AND mALIK SHOULD TOTALLY PRACTICE THE WEDDING KISS!!!!" she exclaimed once more, throwing her hands in the air while her grip on Malik's journal remained strong.

        “Aster. Stop. Now!” This time Kiela roared, white scales showing up on her skin at places, and her eye became more draconic. “I had enough of your babbling for now.”

        “Awwww, I was only trying to help…” Aster pouted, her eyes starting to shine, and her lip quivering.

        Kiela sighed and dropped her head int her hands, resisting the urge to scream. 'please my prince, hurry home!' she thought to herself.

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        Malik materialized into their bedroom, letting out an exhausted sigh. he shrugged out of his travelling robes, leaving them on the floor as he made his way over to a privacy screen in only his trousers. He was stiff and sore from standing for hours for measurements. As he picked up a dark tunic, his ears perked up to the shrill laughter of his beloved sister Aster, making him groan. Of course she was here. he slipped on his tunic with haste and ported from his and Kiela’s room to the parlor where he found Aster perched on the rafters with a journal in her lap, and very angry Kiela below her.

        “Aster!” Malik hissed.

        Astranaku peered down to her loving brother and grinned,

        “Yes oh dear brother of mine?” she asked “what is it that you require?”

        Malik’s nostrils flared,

        “Leave Kiela alone and give my journal back! Have you no concept of privacy?!”

        Vora stepped forward,

        “Astranaku Netherbreeze!” she snapped “Do as your brother says and return to your own Sanctum for the day!” she growled “you’ve done enough damage for the day, leave them alone and return what you have stolen!”

        Aster pouted and closed the journal before tossing it down to Malik. She looked to Vora and sighed,

        “I think my work here is done…” she phased from the room without another word.

        Malik turned to his aunt and sighed,

        “Thank you Vora,” he glanced to the journal in his hands and frowned “where did she get this?” he questioned before shrugging “doesn’t matter, I should know by now that Aster is a snoop…” he moved towards Kiela and pulled her into an embrace, kissing her temple “I am so sorry my firefly, I had no idea this would happen…”

        Kiela sighed, holding on to Malik tightly,

        "It is alright my prince," she murmured.

        Malik rubbed Kiela's back a few times before stepping out of the embrace to look at her,

        "I swear, Aster is going to find herself a mute by week's end if she keeps this up," Malik sighed "she knows better than to cause trouble, and is using our proposal as an excuse to be a thorn in our sides..." He held her face and kissed her forehead before leaning his against hers.